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Sunday, 26 October 2014

Top Six – October 26

So what’s hot, and what’s not, in the past week’s blogging?
Here are the six most popular posts on Zelo Street for the past seven days,
counting down in reverse order, because, well, I have catch-up stuff from
yesterday to do later. So there.

6
Guido Fawked – The Mark Pritchard Mystery Why did previously targeted
MP Mark Pritchard, alone of those contacted by the fictional “Sophie Wittams”, get a last minute
invite the The Great Guido’s anniversary dinner?

5
Tories And Mail Working Together The Daily Mail’s attack on the NHS in Wales was following the Tories’
attack line, and was then picked up by the party as real news, except that they
fed it them in the first place. Paul Dacre is going to be worth that gong that
Young Dave promised him recently.

4
Telegraph Blogs Is Dead The inhabitants of the bear pit have either
been moved to become Real Proper Pundits, for whose content the Tel expects readers to pay, or have just
drifted away. A Monday and Tuesday with one solitary post each shows the true
situation.

3
Guido Fawked – Ten Years A Crawler The perpetually thirsty Paul Staines
and his rabble at the Guido Fawkes blog ventured beyond parody and held their
own self-congratulatory gathering, proving that they have long ago sold out and
become part of the Establishment they pretend to despise.

2
Two Years For Trolling Was Not News The announcement of a new and much
longer maximum sentence for so-called “internet
trolls” was splashed across the papers at if it were something new. But
Chris Grayling was being economical with the facts: it dated from last March.

1
UKIP Far Right Desperation How desperate was Nigel “Thirsty” Farage to keep his hands on all
that extra money from being part of a European Parliament grouping? Desperate
enough to join forces with an MEP from a party headed by a holocaust denying
racist, that’s how desperate.

And that’s the end of
another blogtastic week, blog pickers. Not
‘arf!